Christmas Stories

A Family Tradition

The importance of bringing the family together is something that we all believe in. However in today’s world, it is hard to achieve. Most families are scattered all over the United States and some even overseas. My family always celebrated birthdays and anniversaries as I was growing up. My brother and I always had a party for our friends and if it...

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A Lucky Christmas Girl

My mother liked Christmas and started to enjoy it early in the year. She made many of her gifts. The Christmas tree was bought at least a week before Christmas. Even at an early age I was allowed to help decorate. Because the tree was ready, my mother’s friends were able to have a place to bring gifts for me - most of them did not have children of...

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A Scary Experience

Do you believe in guardian angels? I do! My eldest daughter had to go to Columbia U. for a special examination. It was in December and the weather was clear so I decided I could drive her into the City. Luckily I found a parking space next to the college gates. She thought she would be through about 4p.m. So, I decided to take the subway downtown...

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A very special Christmas.

It was Christmas morning in our new house on Norwood. Standing at the top of the stairs in our red white stripped pajamas we found the note attached to the end of a big red ribbon! At five, I could not read the note very well so my older sister took control and read it aloud to us all. Follow Me the note said! Slidding down the stairs,...

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Books - My First Love

Oh, that wonderful Christmas when I made it known that I only wanted books! They were my first love, my best friends - no other gift would do. My mother had decreed that there was no Santa Claus. She wanted me to appreciate the things that were given to me and the persons who gave them. Therefore, I didn’t have to depend on a nebulous fantasy...

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Christmas - Family and Music

December was always a happy month for me. As a child it meant Christmas of course, with all that led up to it, and then there was my birthday a week before, and school vacation and some parties. I always enjoyed the special services at church - the pageants; the old carols and sometimes the Messiah with a good choir. At home we had a big tree and...

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Christmas Memories

It was early Christmas morning. We could hear giggling and know the girls were waiting at the top of the stairs for everyone to awaken. This was the house rule - we all go down together to see what Santa had left. Harry would light the fireplace and we could start opening gifts while staying in our PJs and robes. There was lots of noise ad...

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Christmas Reflections

My Childrens’ Days Everyone had to be up and wait on the staircase before we could see what Santa left! Xmas Tree sing at the bottom of our street – invited all friends in for hot chocolate after the sing. Surprise visits from children home from college. Christmas dinner – Red and Green Menu. Roast beef – baked potatoes wrapped in colorful foil –...

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December Memories

December brings myriad memories; trees and toys; scents and stockings; pretty clothes and parties; churches and carols; families and fun – and a special day just for me – my birthday! People said “Oh dear”, “too bad”, “it must be hard” and “so close to Christmas” (it’s the week before) but I loved it! School was out; vacation started; houses were...

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Elf in Georgia

Jeffrey knew Santa Claus was watching. He knew because there was an elf in the den, watching, making sure that Jeffrey was worthy of the Christmas surprises. Every morning the elf was in a different location, levitating from the top of the kitchen cabinets to a spot up above the nook's windows, levitated by a mother's love and a father's much...

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Family Christmases

Early Christmas morning, we six children would get up, rush to the living room and the pile of beautifully wrapped presents under the decorated tree, tearing them open and then ‘oohhing’ and ‘ahhing’ over them. Eventually, we’d carefully thank the person who’d given this or that to us. Finally, we’d have breakfast, attend church and get ready to go...

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Holiday Memories

Holidays were very quiet when I was a growing up. It was just the three of us to enjoy a delicious dinner and during the day or evening some friends or a relative might stop by to see us. As a young child on Christmas Eve I was put to bed by seven-thirty and then my parents would put up the tree and decorate it. In the early morning we would all...

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How We got Rimington

One day Rachel, my sister, saw some Great Dane puppies on the side of the road. They stopped to look at the puppies. After that Rachel begged Mom and Dad to get her one because Christmas was creeping up on them. The she started looking for them in the newspaper. Aha she found an article!!! She was so happy!! She then begged and begged Mom Dad so...

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Jean Spining

FoldUnfold Table of Contents Christmas Memory 1935 How to Meet Men: The Tea Dance Christmas Memory 1935 We were married in 1933 and living in Brooklyn, CT. Our first child arrived about one year later. My husband worked in Mousup, CT in a Sand and Gravel plant. Money was very tight. I wasn’t looking forward to Christmas that year, since money...

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Jeanie Henry

I was born in Brooklyn, NY where I attended grade school. Then I graduated from Westover – a girl’s boarding school in Middlebury, CT in 1939 and went to Sarah Lawrence College in Bronxville, NY for 3 years before leaving to work in the Brooklyn Hospital as a Red Cross Nurse’s Aide during the war. In 1944 I married Don Henry, a naval attorney....

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Jeannie Peck

Jeannie Peck's memories of another time and place are full of warm humor, interesting people and lots of pets.

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Jenny, The Mister & the Christmas Tree

Ca 1925 – or so. This is one of those well-worn, beloved family stories (all families have them) that is, with great relish, oft-repeated and never dulls – at least not to the family. It is however, the kind of a story that is incredibly boring to those outside the family, much as someone else’s home movies once were. But it is I who am writing...

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Mrs. Santa Claus

It may be that the appeal of trains goes back to when I was a boy and the true sign that Christmas was around the corner was when we got the request to design the annual train layout. What a production! We all drew designs of how the track would carry the train around all the little bits of scenery, tunnels, bridges and switching yards while our...

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Seven Reasons to Avoid Holiday Travel

Before Interstate highways, piling into the station wagon for a trip from the suburbs of Washington, DC to Reading, Pennsylvania was something akin to an adventure. It usually only took five minutes of fighting over who got to sit in which seat before the conversation turned to how long it would be before we encountered the “roller coaster” road....

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The Pink Christmas Dress

This memory is etched into my mind but the exact year is lost to the thief of memory. I believe that this Christmas was when I was 12 or 13 years old, so the year was either 1955 or 1956. The place is our living room on Neipsic Rd. in Glastonbury, CT. Gathered around the Christmas tree on this Christmas morning are my 4 brothers and one sister, I...

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